Chapter 298
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After He Chuan fired three shots in a row, he no longer had the ability to intimidate other players. Under the leadership of John, most of the players rushed up screaming as if they had been given blood.
Everyone knows that this is an extremely rare opportunity. The firepower in He Chuan's hands has temporarily entered a blank period. If he does not take this opportunity to break through the canyon, then everything will be in vain when he finishes loading the gunpowder again!
He Chuan's previous two shots only hit one player. At this time, thirty players crowded into the canyon, with red eyes and holding various weapons, rushing towards He Chuan like hungry wolves.
"Death!" Holding a spear nearly two meters in his hand, He Chuan strode to the crossing of the gorge and stabbed at the rushing player.
Because this canyon is very narrow, although it is thirty meters long, the left and right widths are only about one meter. It can only accommodate two people passing side by side at a time, so He Chuan must stop these crazy players in the canyon. However, once they are allowed to rush out and come to a more open place, then He Chuan will be besieged to death soon!
At this moment, He Chuan felt like he was possessed by a god. The spear in his hand kept thrusting forward like a violent storm. Blood was flying in the air, and screams and curses resounded throughout the gorge. !
Until now, the players who were squeezed to the front could no longer retreat. New players were constantly pushing forward from behind. As for John, although he had charged very fiercely before, he was extremely evasive at this time. In the middle of the gorge, some passionate players acted as human shields at the front.
Due to the impact of the players at the rear, the players at the front can only move forward. If they move forward, they will meet He Chuan's spear. However, in the narrow space in the mountain gorge, it is difficult for them to make effective moves. To resist, he could only try to grab the spear body with his hands.
But how could He Chuan's physical strength, which had been strengthened by eating the blood fruit, be comparable to these ordinary players?
Two players were forced to carry their bodies until a bloody hole was poked out. They tightly grasped the spear body with four hands, but the next moment, He Chuan's arm muscles bulged high, as hard and powerful as rocks, and he lightly With a slight tug, the spear was easily freed from the enemy's shackles.
In just ten seconds, seven or eight corpses had been piled up at the entrance of the gorge, and these corpses were piled up at the exit. He Chuan stepped on these corpses, covered in blood, like a murderous god, roaring at the players: "Come on! Keep coming!"
John stood in the middle of the canyon. He was extremely calm at this time, staring at He Chuan who was like an angry beast. He slowly raised the revolver again and aimed the muzzle at He Chuan's chest.
At this time, he was less than twelve meters away from He Chuan. At this distance, he was fully confident that he could hit the opponent.
"The reward is mine!" A sinister smile appeared on John's lips, and he suddenly pulled the trigger.
But almost at the same time he pulled the trigger, there was another huge push from behind. John's body shook violently, and the muzzle of the gun deviated. The bullet shot out of the barrel and flew out grazing He Chuan's scalp. , only left a blood mark on his scalp and did not cause any fatal injuries!
But the sound of the gunshot instantly made He Chuan notice John in the crowd. His pupils tightened, he raised the spear in his hand high, and threw it at John like a javelin!